been raining for days now. much as i love the rain, spring was a nice change. now it feels as if we've reverted back to winter. while the sun is still my mortal enemy (for he hurts us so), i do feel a little like wecoming him this time around. perhaps a little ritual to let him know that he's wanted is in order.
i cannot seem to catch up on my sleep. i sleep when i get home from work and then i sleep when i retire to bed in the evening. being unable to consume caffeine really wears on a young lady, especially when she is busy as i am. again, i blame the sun...
in the mean time everything looks like a copy of a copy of a copy. he's wearing his cornflower-blue tie; it must be thursday.
i cannot seem to catch up on my sleep. i sleep when i get home from work and then i sleep when i retire to bed in the evening. being unable to consume caffeine really wears on a young lady, especially when she is busy as i am. again, i blame the sun...
in the mean time everything looks like a copy of a copy of a copy. he's wearing his cornflower-blue tie; it must be thursday.
slamcage:
Isn't funny how FC quotes will randomly pop into your head? My FC thought of the day is, "His name is Robert Paulsen, His name is Robert Paulson." 